Chapter VI: A Long Night.
The ground slightly trembled as many small boulders rolled across outer walls of Raven Stone. Exor tried his best to focus on rolling rather than fussing over today's sour events. There had to be a reason why golems didn't want to interfere with the other factions too much even didn't bother to stabilize relationships with other elemental golems.
His golemites roll down the mountain and head straight down the river with a splash. The moon shined brighy in these parts and across the river were the grassy plains. Exor assumed the plains to be safer at night since it gave more visibility all around.
The four golemites combined back to form two. Then they set off in a straight direction one after the other.
After rolling for a few miles, Exor came to a stop after he felt like knocking and crushing something. He joins back to his full form and takes a look around. The moonlight showed his tracks starting from the river and some 'thing' broken or crushed along his tracks.
Bones!
He gasped. Poor skeletons. But, they were already dead so no need for pity. He let a sigh of relief that it wasn't a living thing. The bones trembled and vanished in thin air. Exor turns to his original direction to resume his journey when his eyes meets a set of purple eyes.
A witch.
"Sorry for damaging your property, madame." he was quick to reply.
The witched waved her hand and tightened her grip on the scepter. "You dare trespass in my territory, golem?" she was pissed.
The golem stared innocently at her. "Golem, your kind is supposed to stick to the mountains and deep forests. You coming here and destroying my bone harvest field will not be tolerated!" saying this she shot a green ball of fire which sort of splashed on the golems body and disappeared.
After realizing that the situation had turned hostile, Exor prepares for a battle. The witch notices his change of stance, "Oh so you aren't running away?" she sounded confident even though she knew most attacks were ineffective but she knew the perfect match.
"Roy? Roy! are you there? Get out here quick!" she snapped her fingers twice. Exor expected this 'Roy' to be a skeleton till he felt the ground shaking and then seeing a huge figure appearing out of a grove of trees that he hadn't noticed earlier.
Pekka?!
Roy the Pekka. Not just any Pekka, but one of the strongest types, though Exor couldn't make out the armor color in moon light, the blood red crystal spikes gave away everything. Doom.
"Fancy seeing a Pekka with a witch" he said. The armor seemed impenetrable.
Roy had a heavy voice, "Ah, well Pekka society is dominated by females, we few males need an alternative to and well Haley's soul sort of connects with mine." he rubbed his head feeling embarrassed about it.
"You are under a soul chain" Exor almost whispered.
Haley, the Witch that supposedly controlled the Pekka, waved her scepter and stabs the ground, where cracks appear and an army of skeletons crawl out.
It happened quickly, Exor moved towards the still crawling army and bashed them with both hands, sending them back in the ground.
Roy, a little slow, lands a blow over the golem's side, knocking him a few feet away.
Breaking off into several smaller golemites, he headed for the witch's scepter but another skeleton army stood in his way.
Golemite form divided his strength among them equally, so it was an equal match for the skeletons and tough time dealing with Roy.
The Pekka moved swiftly at close range, stopping the 4 golemites from denting his armor.
The witch sent short bursts of flames on the golemites fighting the skeleton, they join back but still had one half the power of the full body. The other were engaged with the Pekka.
When another set of green flames came towards it, caught it in his hands but the flames didn't go out, instead grew brighter each second.
The other Golemites retreat and join back with the rest to revert in full form.
The witch was scared, she wanted to run but couldn't when realization hit her. "Perhaps you didn't notice because of the low light," Exor said as he moved his flaming fists around his body, highlighting ancient runes and symbols. "I am not just 'a' golem. I am from Raven Stone." he said.
The witch stumbled backwards and fled the battlefield. The Pekka slowly came at Exor. The golem shifts his legs and enters a fighting stance, aims, and lands a punch straight at Roy's face before he could even block it. The impact sent a shockwave all round. The leftover skeleton army turned to dust as soon as the wave touched them.
With the Pekka knocked out, he hurried back to his original course. The fight let him release his frustration and anger, making his thoughts clear.
All the events occurring around him seemed to be well organised. The declaration of war, goblins join alliance, wizards of Enchantima going mad, Raven Stone pulling back support and now rogue witches attempting to control Pekka. What did the night had in store now?
' Though too soon '
The golem freezes in his tracks on hearing the loud bangs coming across the dense forest mils away. Then a dark silhouette appeared over the trees. Giant was what he thought at first, but as the thing came closer and closer it no longer looked giant, but several times huge.
"What the hell" Exor blinked twice and shook his head. No, it wasn't hallucination. Something larger than a giant did exist.
In a matter of seconds the large beast was out of the forest and onto the grassy plains where our golem stood dumbstruck.
He couldn't make out anything above the beasts knees, that's how tall it was. Upper half of the body seemed 2 or 3 giants longer.
Exor held his breath as the giant abomination passed in front of him, heading towards a destination too secret.
The golem realized, it's headed to Enchantima!
Note - More about the Raven Stone speciality will be revealed in further chapters.
Since clash of Clans has many characters, I won't be including all of them to avoid a messy story. They will come in the sequel ;)